The Hardest Part is the Night

A firm hand squeezed the younger boy’s shaft from behind. Normally, the young blond-haired boy would be complaining about being on his knees for so long, but no, that was different… He was being touched by the guy he admired most, his senpai…
“Yos-“ Kanji managed to gasp out before the older boy covered his mouth.
“Don’t say my name. And keep your voice down. You wouldn’t want to wake up dear mother, now would you?” Kanji’s senpai tugged at his erection, and Kanji pitched his head back in pleasure, the soft moonlight caressing his cheeks.
“S-senpai…” As he moaned, his cock twitched happily in the hands of him.
“Hmm… Well, I suppose that can’t be helped,” the older boy mused in response to the honorific. His left hand, the one not fondling Kanji’s stiff member, caressed one of the younger boy’s ass cheeks.
“Ah!” Kanji whimpered out, surprised at the new physical contact.
“Sensitive there, are we?” The auburn-haired boy slipped one finger between the crack and rubbed at Kanji’s glory hole. “Are you ready for me here? Finally?” Kanji’s senpai figured he had been patient enough in waiting for Kanji to give his virginity up.
“N-no, not there!” Kanji’s frantic pleas went unnoticed as his senpai prepared him with lube-drenched fingers. Finally, Senpai declared Kanji was ready. Although Kanji could not see, he could hear his senpai unzip his pants and greedily lather lube onto his dick. His left hand gripped Kanji’s hip, and Kanji was sure his other hand held his manhood, because he felt it slide across the small of his back.
“Please, no, Senpai…” Kanji pleaded just one more time. He felt the pressure on his back from Senpai’s cock slip away, however temporarily. He felt the chestnut-haired boy grip his arms around Kanji’s waist. Kanji could feel Senpai’s breath on the back of his neck creep up to his ear.
“Oh, Kanji-kun.” Senpai’s voice was barely audible, but chilling to the bone. “Don’t you love me anymore?” He nibbled on Kanji’s ear lobe.
“Y-yes… I love you, Yosuke!” a moan escaped from Kanji as he uttered his senpai’s name. Unlike before, Yosuke was feeling too damn good to care that Kanji was using it.
“Mm, yes, what a good boy. I love my Kanji-kun so much~” Yosuke’s tongue trailed along the frame of Kanji’s ear. The younger boy’s breathing was becoming shallower now, and moans were much too common. “And I especially love my little Kanji-kun.” With that, he grasped Kanji’s cock which he had nicknamed and finally entered Kanji all at once. He matched strokes perfectly, and used his other arm to grip his guilty, at-night-only, pleasure. Kanji was his, body, mind, and soul, and he could break him with a single word if he so wished.
Their climaxes approached all too quickly, but to prevent his pet from coming first, he plugged his thumb over the slit in Kanji’s trembling member. Kanji whimpered in response.
“Say that you belong to me. I own you, no one else may even touch you.”
“Yes...” Yosuke moved his thumb and gave one final thrust into Kanji.
“Ah, Yosuke-sama!” His love for Yosuke erupted from him violently. Yosuke’s seeds of deceit had already come to full-bloom and was bearing forbidden fruit.

***
“Hey, Kanji-kun, wanna hang out after school?” Chie-chan called over to Kanji, who was standing in the doorway of the 2-2 classroom. Kanji looked over at her, and desperately wanted to become closer friends with her, but Yosuke’s glares from next to her advised him to do just the opposite.
“Sorry, Chie-senpai… I’ve got work at my mom’s shop right after school.” His gaze shifted to the ground, ashamed that Yosuke had so much control over him.
“Oh, bummer.” Chie was genuinely disappointed. “Well, maybe another day.” Yosuke laughed.
“Why would you want to hang out with him anyway, Chie-chan? He’s just a stupid fag.” He rose up from his desk. “Come on, Souji-kun.” He beckoned his friend, and the leader of their group, to follow him up to the roof for lunch. He walked right by Kanji, and bumped into him. Souji gave him an apologetic look, and then hurried after Yosuke. Kanji turned back to Chie, who was sighing and shaking her head.
“He’s such a douche to you, Kanji-kun. Why do you let him treat you so poorly?”
“Because I love him.” Kanji’s voice trailed off softly. “And it’s worse than you think.”